What? yer lazers stop workin? Look at them things mancat; they be like all rusted & stuff, we bet one swipe with your mighty paw and they would become..., well, whatever giant rustbuckets become when reduced to small bits. ya. that's it. bits.

Spitty, However did you get into such a predicament? We really hope that we are only dreaming of you dreaming this terrible situation. Wake up, little Smitty, wake up! Purrs and hugs from the kitties at The Cat on My Head, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette

where r u Spitty? I comes to halp!!! Promise! in meantimes, remember that dinner-sores are just overgrown chickens, so if you attacks them like you would big McNuggets, you'll be fine. but i'm on my way! rilly!

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I was abducted from the wild at age 10 weeks. I'm 13 now, but I have a hundred generations of feral felinity in me, so I'm not exactly a kuddly kat. I tolerate my Human, who I must admit takes very good care of me. But if she wants affection, she can get a dog.